The article is mainly about a lovely little girl who lost her feet in a car accident, and her dream is to become a dancer. The girl does not give up, and finally succeeds in accomplishing her dream for many years. I was very touched by the girl's perseverance and spirit of never giving up. At the same time, I also lamented: there is nothing difficult in the world, only fear of those who have the heart.
When I read: "Late at night, the girl gripped the bed. The edge of the bed, with all the strength of the body, the legs up, particles of hot sweat soaked the floor", my eyes do not feel wet, associated with an incident:
In the morning to the school, the teacher will be corrected test papers sent down. In the morning, I came to the school, the teacher sent down the corrected papers, and I saw a blinding number - 80. In math class, the teacher said that I was good at all the topics, but in the exam in a big question in 10 questions, I was wrong 8. This 80 in the morning made it impossible for me to make any effort all day today. Lunch with fish and meat was a plate of pickles in my mouth. I've been living in a void all day today, and at this point, any goodness will pale in comparison. It was as if someone had tied my heart to 80 points with an iron lock.
Now, in connection with the little girl in the article, I feel doubly ashamed, and feel that I am not even as good as an ant. In front of the little girl's heavenly blow so strong, compared to my frustration is a small material of sand in the desert, is a drop of sea water in the sea. Thinking, thinking, feeling very small.
What I want to say is that the dream of the way less setbacks and blows, to avoid the best way to avoid the setbacks in front of the depression is to forget the back, efforts in front of, with the best a mind to face the road in front of, always right. Do not believe, you try.